Chapter One: Her Life

Sairae Jamieson moved to London in her third year of wizarding school and was transferred into Hogwarts. Now it's her last year and she's still alone for being new. What's worse is that at home she needs someone to confide in. Her stepfather beats and rapes her for being different. He could never accept her.

"Now listen to me you little bitch! You will stop being so weird and be normal. I'm sick of your crap." Her step dad said as he tied her wrists to his head board. She was lying naked and holding back tears because all he would do his beat her if she did. He pummeled himself into her and made loud groaning noises when her face contorted with pain. After he released himself into her he hit her again in the stomach and left her tied there. She cried. She cried for the rest of the night.

Dear Diary,

I'm still alone. No one at school seems to like me. I watch as everyone has friends in my dormitory. Hermione Granger is friends with Harry Potter (who's famous) and the dreamy Ron Weasley. I think he's just so beautiful. They all have friends and I'm all alone to battle my own demons. I'm hoping to just disappear before this last year starts. I don't want to watch everyone enviously and have to come home to him. He took me again last night. I cried for a long time. He told me that if I don't stop being weird that he would take me out for Christmas vacation and him and I would take a little trip together. Oh how I wish my mother wouldn't have died and left me with him. At least I have Hogwarts for nine months every year. I need that place to escape him, but watch everyone else be as happy as ever.

Well til another day,

Sairae

It was September first and Sairae was on the Hogwarts' train. She was so sad. Her compartment was empty except for her. No one wanted to sit with the American girl.

There was a knock on the compartment door. It slid open. Ron Weasley was standing there.

"Would you mind if I sat with you? My so-called-friends are making out in their compartment and I really don't want to see it." He said to her. She looked at him sympathetically and nodded. Ron clamored into the compartment and looked at her from a distance.

Ron remembered when she came into Hogwarts. She was the smallest thirteen-year-old he had ever seen. She also was always hurt for some reason. Ron understood how it was being a klutz so he just chalked up all her injuries to that. Now that this tiny brunette was seventeen, she had curves and stunning legs. He always thought she was pretty, but because no one talked to her, he was afraid to do so. He had heard somewhere that she hexed anyone who talked to her.

Sairae started to write in her diary again. She always did. Especially if she was close to Ron. She was seventeen and still acted like a kid when it came to him.

Ron watched as she started to write. He couldn't believe it. Every time he saw her she would start writing. He didn't know why. He guessed she just liked to write and got ideas a lot when he was near.

When the goodie cart came by Sairae asked the lady politely for two chocolate frogs. She gave one to Ron.

"I always buy two, but never can eat the second one. You can have it." She said to him nicely. Ron took it from her.

"Thanks. I collect the cards. They're the best!" Ron blabbered. He couldn't believe he just admitted something that childish to her. She just smiled up at him. She had a killer smile. Ron felt bad that no one had ever tried to be nice to her.

"Hi, I'm Ron Weasley." Ron said holding out his hand.

"I know! Well I mean I've been in Gryffindor for four years, I've figured out everyone's names on my own. I'm Sairae Jamieson." She said a little embarrassed.

"I'm glad I picked this compartment. Thanks for being such a good sport about sharing your privacy, but Harry and Hermione, my friends, they just can't keep their hands off of each other. It's really gross watching them. I mean I'm over the Hermione thing, but watching them is really gross." Ron started to tell her. He was at ease just talking to her. She was great just sitting there listening. She looked at him all smiles and sympathy and in her muggle clothing she really was quite a beauty. She had on a khaki skirt that came down to right before her knees and a very light pink tank top. She had her hair swept back with a pink ribbon. He thought she was the prettiest witch he'd ever seen just sitting there looking at her like he was the ruler of all.

When the train stopped, Sairae was deeply saddened that Ron would be leaving her to go be with his friends again. She would probably have to remember this day for all eternity as it would never happen again.

"Well thanks for the great trip. I'm glad I had someone to talk to for this one." Sairae said smiling at him before he nodded and left.

Dear Diary

Today I spent the entire train ride with guess who?! Ron Weasley!! I bet you think I'm shitting you, but I'm not! He really was in this compartment and he talked to me too! The whole ride! Him and I like a lot of the same stuff and he's an awesome person to talk to, and of course he's cute. Too bad I couldn't just keep these two hours forever just repeating because I don't want the rest of my life.

Well til another day,

Sairae